Dinner Date Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Dinner Date Ch. 05

... never getting out of patrol. It was a name I recognized, Officer Carpenter. I asked the Chief why this person had been rejected twice before. He took one look at the name on the folder and paled. Turns out the officer was his daughter and she was using her mother's maiden name to prevent any sign of nepotism. I told the Chief to inform his daughter she got the promotion and was now my new liaison officer.

The Chief did everything he could to try and persuade me to pick someone else. Anyone else other than his daughter. I could feel for the Chief but parents need to learn to let their children grow up. Especially, Fathers looking out for their daughters.

I informed the Chief my decision was made. He could move her to whatever division he wished except Homicide or Vice with the understanding I took precedent over any case she was working on. "Tell her to expect me to be in touch Monday morning." With that I stood and escorted Kelly out the door.

Once back in the car I told Kelly she had done a good job being as observant as she was spotting the promotion folders. She beamed as she drove us back to the house.

The next morning arrived earlier than any of us expected. A phone call from Kelly's former teammate had us running. Kelly and I got ready and headed out the door with cash in hand. Her "friend" had set up the meeting at the same donut shop I visited my first morning in town after my altercation with Stephanie's brother. The same donut shop I first met Officer ...

... Carpenter. I guess you could call it a 'not so subtle way' of letting me know it wasn't impossible to reach out and touch me. Two could play that game as well. I just hoped what she had for us was worth the price and the risk involved.

As we walked in, I ordered two coffees, four doughnuts and a couple of cheeses pigs. I needed my coffee this early in the morning. Tammy was sipping on her coffee when she tapped my foot with hers and pointed to the cash register with her eyes. I looked over and saw the owner I remembered from my first trip here talking to a young lady with blue hair. They were speaking what sounded like Vietnamese and after looking closer I could see they had a striking family resemblance. While I don't speak a lot of Vietnamese, I did recognize the word for dad. I looked back to Kelly and she informed me blue hair was our contact. Little Miss Blue Hair was a computer hacker and her family owned a doughnut shop which made coffee good enough to wake me up. I think I'm in love with her. The only thing that could possibly make this place any better would be if they sold guns as well. Kelly didn't find my joke funny. I told her I wasn't joking.

Once the owner went to the back and I had sufficiently drained my cup of coffee, I had Kelly go up and order a couple of dozen doughnuts, a couple of dozen cheese pigs and four more cups of coffee to go along with thespecial item. I walked over to the counter and caught the owner's attention who surprisingly remembered ...